Blimp shady
(October 2006 issue)
I was told of one DLS-CSB professor who diverts her misplaced frustrations toward her miserable students by loudly labeling them idiots in classroom discussions. A self-proclaimed super person, she forewarns the nuisances in the lot that she could hurl them out the window if need be.
Horror swelled in the four corners of my skull as I visualize Miss Super lugging a writhing student and afterwards hurling him out the window. Then, the noise of glass crashing, coinciding with a roll of thunder as an impending storm looms over the doomed juniors holding up anxiety-induced constipation, stranded in their armchairs.
“Eeek.” was all I could mutter under a lungful of air.
I recall being verbally insulted by my first grade Mathematics teacher that a lump of fire seemed to build up in my guts which explodes into a screech each time she revealed a pack of arithmetic flash cards from up her sleeves. I finished elementary school with minimal knowledge in math. In high school, I would stare down on the red zeros in my Algebra notebook and my first grade teacher’s face would materialize on the o-mouth of a zero, with the same fat, incensed face of a child annihilator.
I don’t understand why Miss Super, the colossal scrooge, was granted a teaching post in this institution.
I acknowledge the fact that constructive criticism is necessary and indispensable for an effectual education. However, being called an idiot in class is comparable to paying some tyrant to repeatedly sock you in the head.
A sane dog would bite you mean on the arse if you kick it too cruel.
Oh, she’ll have her day.
***
It is supposed to be a rape case, and as a woman, I should be feeling especially offended and perturbed. But I am emphatically not.
“Nicole”, the 22-year-old Zamboanga City native who claimed she was raped by Lance Cpl. Daniel Smith while three of his companions, all servicemen as well, cheered on, should have known the repercussions of engaging in a drunken spree with four liquored- up strangers and afterwards even hitching a ride with them.
The June 6th issue of the Philippine Daily Inquirer came up with a news article stating that Nicole “never used the word rape but only the word “sex”” when she first confided the supposed incident to another US serviceman who was eventually questioned by the US Naval Criminal Investigative Service. The same serviceman later identified as one Bamberger said Nicole had admitted that a condom was used in the sex act.
The pieces of evidence that reveal that Nicole supposedly only used the word “sex” and never “rape” and her alleged rapist using a condom during the deed bring about doubts whether or not there was an actual rape that happened or it was nothing but consensual sex between two matured individuals.
The case is still being tried in court so I should stop gnawing into the controversy and play down my ranting.
However, there is one thing I am sure of: Freedom is a package deal. With it comes responsibility…
…and consequences.
(October 2006 issue)
I was told of one DLS-CSB professor who diverts her misplaced frustrations toward her miserable students by loudly labeling them idiots in classroom discussions. A self-proclaimed super person, she forewarns the nuisances in the lot that she could hurl them out the window if need be.
Horror swelled in the four corners of my skull as I visualize Miss Super lugging a writhing student and afterwards hurling him out the window. Then, the noise of glass crashing, coinciding with a roll of thunder as an impending storm looms over the doomed juniors holding up anxiety-induced constipation, stranded in their armchairs.
“Eeek.” was all I could mutter under a lungful of air.
I recall being verbally insulted by my first grade Mathematics teacher that a lump of fire seemed to build up in my guts which explodes into a screech each time she revealed a pack of arithmetic flash cards from up her sleeves. I finished elementary school with minimal knowledge in math. In high school, I would stare down on the red zeros in my Algebra notebook and my first grade teacher’s face would materialize on the o-mouth of a zero, with the same fat, incensed face of a child annihilator.
I don’t understand why Miss Super, the colossal scrooge, was granted a teaching post in this institution.
I acknowledge the fact that constructive criticism is necessary and indispensable for an effectual education. However, being called an idiot in class is comparable to paying some tyrant to repeatedly sock you in the head.
A sane dog would bite you mean on the arse if you kick it too cruel.
Oh, she’ll have her day.
***
It is supposed to be a rape case, and as a woman, I should be feeling especially offended and perturbed. But I am emphatically not.
“Nicole”, the 22-year-old Zamboanga City native who claimed she was raped by Lance Cpl. Daniel Smith while three of his companions, all servicemen as well, cheered on, should have known the repercussions of engaging in a drunken spree with four liquored- up strangers and afterwards even hitching a ride with them.
The June 6th issue of the Philippine Daily Inquirer came up with a news article stating that Nicole “never used the word rape but only the word “sex”” when she first confided the supposed incident to another US serviceman who was eventually questioned by the US Naval Criminal Investigative Service. The same serviceman later identified as one Bamberger said Nicole had admitted that a condom was used in the sex act.
The pieces of evidence that reveal that Nicole supposedly only used the word “sex” and never “rape” and her alleged rapist using a condom during the deed bring about doubts whether or not there was an actual rape that happened or it was nothing but consensual sex between two matured individuals.
The case is still being tried in court so I should stop gnawing into the controversy and play down my ranting.
However, there is one thing I am sure of: Freedom is a package deal. With it comes responsibility…
…and consequences.
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